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Jack, Johnny, and Me (Repost)

So sad are days in this bitterness
and bitterest cold outside
Gone are friends and leaves 
and grass.
The walls are mocking me, laughing
I can feel me hating me with a passion
This is one of those dark days
I see them at play
The demons who play hell
Casting doubts and leaving
agony in the wake of sunrise
Until this day and I rest again
We will bear it like shackles
dragging loud chains
I will listen to music that worsens it.
I'll drink to the pain, as Im numbing it
Jack Daniels is no friend of mine
  just a confidant in the worst of times
There is no solace in this bottle
Only places to run and hide.
So today I hid from shadows and the sunshine
not letting one loom behind me
        or the other sting my eyes
Contemplating and making sad compilations
mixing and blurring memories
blend them into one absolute emotion
I'll wallow in this today
Looking at a distorted reflection
  it stares back from a whiskey meniscus
Johhny Cash murmured in the background
 smoke wafts through, plumes like lengthy
ghost fingers
  The sun will set on a day like this
It will creep back beyond the waterline
lighting clouds in surrealistic colors
Closure, comfort, and serenity seep in
This was one of those dark days
I grabbed it by the neck 
and conquered it
Jack, Johnny, and Me...

Suicide

Low Road Led By Black
Potential vanished within the 
dark
Flame extinguished instantly
Lights gone dark-response to 
oppression
A wink in the span of time
Uniquely minute in sliver of 
existence
Unable to overcome
Forced to take the downward 
sloped path
Than attempt the climb to 
heights
Where the lights stay on
Where the dark has been 
banished
Where the slivers and winks are 
eternal
Where the oppression fades 
into support
Where cowards on the low path
Envy the reapers of rewards as 
they spiral down
Into depths so dark so deep
There is no escape but the cold 
kiss of the black
The final weak measure spent
To stave off the pressure
To take the easy way out
To leave all behind in selfish 
cowardice
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A Dark and Dreadful Place

I have fallen deep inside my soul
a place where if you stay it takes its toll
a dark place
or so it seems
where the dogs bark
and the wind screams
where life itself
is torn at the seams
it's a dreadful place
or so it seems

but you wouldn't know
because it's a place where you can't go
a dreadful place
where babies die
the fathers don't care
but the mothers cry
every one is happy
but they all lie
a dark place
where I can die

I have fallen deep inside my soul
a place where if you stay it takes its toll
but you wouldn't know
because it's a place where you can't go


Peintures Noires Et Blanches

paint me a dark picture from black and white
bind me by the enrichments of this life
tear my pale skin with the blade of this knife
take my enduced coma to a new height
break my endless darkness with a new light
connect this heartache to a new found strife
conjour a new way to destroy my blithe
in which i struggle with through the dark nite

a lack of judgement will be your last note
letting the words of others take your mind
poisoned beyound means with no antidote
to my heart, you have been very unkind
wearing their lies like your sheltering coat
now to the venom they feed you , you bind

That Dark Place

Feeling of sheer disgrace,
Sudden shame-stricken face,
All at the murmur of that thought,
That damned accursed thought that may not be fought,
That Dark Place
Have I already lost this race,
Am I a mouse in this cat chase,
To make it there feelings will have to burn,
Cherished memories are no longer allowed to be a concern,
That Dark Place
Malice and hatred are all that survives,
Trapped becomes the soul beneath glassy glossed over eyes,
So much is hollow and empty,
Shadows here are cruelly tempting,
For unknown reasons to vibrant life I become so resenting,
That Dark Place
Burning stinging blinding like mace,
Cold and gentle while it smothers me like the deceit of erotically inviting lace,
Only the strongest may survive there,
Otherwise your weakness becomes consuming pain as if fire was set to your very air,
Hiding beneath the surface pressing against falsely innocent skin,
Only filled with the most treacherous of sins,
That Dark Place
Located locked so deep within my mind, 
Only accessible with stopped moments of silenced and isolated time,
Once fully opened never-more shall it be confined,
That Dark Place.

Infamous Dark Cloud

Infamous dark cloud that showers my parade
You will no longer be my clutch 
For I am no longer afraid
Infamous dark cloud that steals my pride and joy
You will no longer rip me of eternal happiness
For I have obtained all that you have tried to destroy
Infamous dark cloud that shreds my sunny days
You will no longer be my devil
For now in God I prey
Infamous dark cloud that storms over my soul
You will no longer be my guide
For now I am in control
Infamous dark cloud that tried to take my life
You will no longer take the best of me
For I will not be my own sacrifice
So infamous dark cloud the battle you will no longer win
You will no longer be a virus of the mind
For my life is too precious just to let it end


Teardrops and Inkblots

Doc is very worried
He says I’m half insane
I have the feelings buried
And have a taste for pain

He says he has a method
To look and see what I see
So I stare into the black
And see the face of me

But wait I see my mother
She’s telling me to leave
Saying my ride is outside waiting
To take what she doesn’t need

Doc do we have to do this
“Son I have to see”
The dark comes over again
In through my eyes, dark deeds

On the stretcher, grandpa
And his shiny golden ring
The angels see his cancer
Why don’t they revive and sing

Doc stop please
It hurts to see
“Look and feel your pain”
“These are your memories”

I’m asleep in my crib
I hear a clack of keys
My father is gone
Why did he have to leave

The dark is manifest now
It talks death to me
I feel so drowsy
I fall to sleep

I awake in my bed
Covered in blood
I clean with a shower
And wipe the suds

Worried I drive to see the doc
I hear the sirens all around
A man said what had happened
9 dead were found



*for "The Dark Poet" contest*

Reflections

Who is that person
   I ask as I stare,
   the one with streaks of gray
   in her long dark hair.

   Why is her face so sullen;
   deep dark circles under her eyes,
   She says absolutely nothing,
   but somehow you hear her tormented cries.

   She looks almost lifeless;
   no expression on her face,
   no sign of life;
   not even a trace.
   
   A deep sorrow fills my heart;
   when I look closer and see,
   I am gazing into a mirror;
   that person is me.

Such Sweet Coldness

I fake a smile
So no one will see
How much this
Is really killing me

Worry not
For no onle else will have to walk
Not even the slightest mile
In this cold dark night
Like I do

But I don't want to go on
Without my dark night
In the shadows
Hiden and Withdrawn

Finding in such sweet sorrow
A numbing bliss
Just beginning to mourn
Over the numbing coldeness

Broken Hearted
Broken Spirit
Knowing the coldness
Has only started

Ignorent to the frostbite
Staying cold and alone
In this dark night
Holding in painful moans

Unwillingly numbing away
Every feeling in my body
Trying to get through this
Stormy cold night

A Girl

A girl is an the dark in dont know what to do but all to do is cry an keep trying to pray . For some body to help an to understand what she been threw she only 16 years old in she preagant she all alone for help so she just yelp.But no body is there to help or even hear her everybody thing she a joke they thing what she had done is stupid and a mistake in for that no body wants to help not even family or even close friends so all she do is cry and try and yelp for help but no body want even dare to come near so she all an the dark alone .

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